Nothing is so beautiful as Spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing; The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy? A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy, Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning, Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy, Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
“Spring”, A 14 lines Sonnet ( With Pattern of ABBAABBA in Octet of the first 8 lines , and a pattern of CDCDCD in Sestet of the next 6 lines ) , and A Spring Poem / Bird Poem By one of the most important poets of the Victorian era and Jesuit Priest, Gerard Manley Hopkins is About the beauty of springdepicted in Octet and addressing to Christ, willing him to save the innocent children. Hopkins describes the joys of spring against a religious settings for the Garden of Eden and sin. Hopkins asks that Christ make sure that the “innocent” children are saved from the sin that doomed the Garden of Eden. : : : :
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Of kings and fiends and gods, and most of the stars.
Some things I have forgot that I forget.
But lesser things there are, remembered yet,
Than all the others. One name that I have not —
Though ’tis an empty thingless name — forgot
Never can die because Spring after Spring
Some thrushes learn to say it as they sing.
There is always one at midday saying it clear
And tart — the name, only the name I hear.
While perhaps I am thinking of the elder scent
That is like food, or while I am content
With the wild rose scent that is like memory,
This name suddenly is cried out to me
From somewhere in the bushes by a bird
Over and over again, a pure thrush word.
— Edward Thomas (1878-1917)
“The World”, A Bird Poem by Edward Thomas is About Powerful influence of “Pure Word” Of The Song-bird , The Thrush “cried out to the Poet Speaker over and over again”. Like when you move about; moving from place to place ( like a Social Swinger ) you might have to take bypasses and short -cuts , then think about your routines that you have followed ; think about the powerful sources or influence of change- bringers surrounding you , too that can be noticed. The Poet Speaker realises that he forgets so many things as also the names ” Of kings and fiends and gods, and most of the stars.. . ; mighty menThat fought and lost or won in the old wars,”; Some of them were war heroes, some were inhuman , demon 👿 like evil forces, or the fanatics. The Speaker elaborates further, “Some things I have forgot that I forget.
But lesser things there are, remembered yet,
Than all the others. One name that I have not —
Though ’tis an empty thing-less name — forgot.” : : He exemplifies remembering the name of some “tart”, after having contented with a tangy tast of the food or with “the wild Rose scent that is like memory”; such “name suddenly is cried out,” that is , called out to him often with surprise or joy ,”From somewhere in the bushes by a bird , Over and over again , a pure Thrush word.”
“The Word”A Bird Poem by Edward Thomas Information Appreciation and poem Analysis Presented by V Jayaraj Pune India November 8, 2023 : : : : : : : :
Ted Hughes ( 17 August 1930 , Mytholmroyd, Yorkshire, England — 28 October 1998 , aged 68 London, England ) : Hughes was married to American poet Sylvia Plath from 1956 until her death by suicide in 1963 at the age of 30. His last poetic work, Birthday Letters (1998), explored their relationship. Ted Hughes was an English poet, translator, and children’s writer. Critics frequently rank him as one of the best poets of his generation and one of the twentieth century’s greatest writers. : In 2008 The Times ranked Hughes fourth on its list of “The 50 greatest British writers since 1945″He was known for his animal poetry like The Thought Fox, Thrushes, Hawk in the Rain, The Horses, and many more, and is known as an animal poet who places animals superior to human beings.
Thrushes : : by Ted Hughes Terrifying are the attent sleek thrushes on the lawn, More coiled steel than living – a poised Dark deadly eye, those delicate legs Triggered to stirrings beyond sense – with a start, a bounce, a stab Overtake the instant and drag out some writhing thing. No indolent procrastinations and no yawning states, No sighs or head-scratchings. Nothing but bounce and stab And a ravening second.
Is it their single-mind-sized skulls, or a trained Body, or genius, or a nestful of brats Gives their days this bullet and automatic Purpose? Mozart’s brain had it, and the shark’s mouth That hungers down the blood-smell even to a leak of its own Side and devouring of itself: efficiency which Strikes too streamlined for any doubt to pluck at it Or obstruction deflect.
With a man it is otherwise. Heroisms on horseback, Outstripping his desk-diary at a broad desk, Carving at a tiny ivory ornament For years: his act worships itself – while for him, Though he bends to be blent in the prayer, how loud and above what Furious spaces of fire do the distracting devils Orgy and hosannah, under what wilderness Of black silent waters weep. — Ted Hughes : From allpoetry.com : For educational purposes Only. “Thrushes”Written in 3 stanzas with 8 lines in each stanza and first published in 1957 Anthology ,’ The Hawk In The Rain’ ( which established Hughes as a major Voice In British Poetry ) , A Bird Poem By Poet Laureate of U. K. ( In office from 28 December 1984 – 28 October 1998 , during Elizabeth ii , as monarch ) Ted Hughes is About picturing of thrushes as powerful and efficient predators in nature, highlighting the contrast between their concentrated instinctual behaviour with attention and efforts and the elaborate contemplation and nonattentive nature of humans. : :
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Hai-Dang Phan is the author of Reenactments (Sarabande Books, 2019) and the translator of Phan Nhiên Hạo’s Paper Bells (The Song Cave, 2020). He is the recipient of fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, the Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference, and the American Literary Translators Association, he lives in Iowa City.
Canto for the Chestnut-Eared Laughingthrush : : By Hai-Dang Phan : : : : And then rushed into the embrace of the mountains Of the Kontum Plateau, ferried through Lo Xo pass, Blew past Măng Đen, dizzied among hairpin turns, Floating in the lushness 1,200 m above sea level, Amid a mosaic of prime evergreen, gasping. And up there we saw: strata of emerald forms, Of beech, laurel, magnolia, heather, and myrtle. Under unbroken canopy, in the undergrowth Of that species rich upper montane wet forest, Hidden somewhere in that mystery must be Our very own Chestnut-eared Laughingthrush. Garrulax konkakinhensis was our day’s journey And query, who appeared in our dreams calling. So we began our search, checked known locations. At the first spot, magpies. The next: babblers. But we kept looking, listening, knowing the forest Gives up its secrets slowly. And passion we knew From experience associates with wild patience. On our lips the other name, Khướu Kon Ka Kinh, For the shy terrestrial bird who has no need for names, But sustenance and song. Then came a rasping buzz. Close by us, there in the undergrowth, a voice Signed among the trees. A few turns of the Kaleidoscope, new shapes and colors rearranged Themselves into the winged creature we sought out: Brown and black dappled, spotted, and speckled, The chestnut patch brushed behind the knowing eye, Blurring well into the daylight world of shadows. As if a slight breeze stirred, gentle movements Among the leaves and branches told us our bird Retreated out of sight. We all breathed again. The laughingthrush exists. The mountain forest exists. This was only prelude, for we struck deeper into The interior seeking greater clarity, closer listening. And so we stood like trees staring back into the trees, Ears peering through the green abundance, Touching the colorful cacophony of sounds. Reader, desire follows you into the field, Where what you want colors what you see. On the road back to Pleiku, looking out across The highlands that held us, we all smiled— There was no need for words. Each replayed In their mind’s eye the day’s loveliness. Then came news of extinction. The Javan rhino Dead, the last of his kind found slaughtered At Cát Tiên, horn sawed off. Joy fell from the sky. Let us not tell our children a story that begins, Once in the forests there was a laughingthrush . . . We had met with Chestnut-eared Laughingthrush Again and again, there in the heart of the heart Of the forest, there where our fellow humans Had not cleared, hunted, trapped, and defoliated Life out of existence. There sweet thrush-like notes May stream yet as water over rows of stones. Others there sang the songs of their species too. And our bodies also lighter with laughter.
“Canto For The Laughing-Thrush”By Hai-Dang Phan is About Birding Observation for searching laughing Thrush, and the Conditions for feeling lighter with laughter. in the Country of The Poet Speaker’s Birth. In the words of Hai-Dang Phan, “I drafted this poem while preparing for my first birdwatching trip to the country of my birth. In Vietnam, laughingthrushes are synonymous with birding. Inspired by a field report written by the Vietnamese birding guide Lê Quý Minh, the poem coaxes forward the emotional experience of the sixth extinction alongside a conservationist ethic, centering love for the more-than-human as a source of great joy as well as grief, anger, and anxiety. While I have neither heard nor seen a laughingthrush before, the descriptive hope of the poem says, you have and will.” : : : :
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Richard Eberhart ( 1904 – 2005 ) : : born in 1904 in Minnesota. He earned his BA from Dartmouth, where he later served for many years as poet in residence, and a second BA from Cambridge University. Eberhart traveled widely and held a variety of jobs, including deck hand on a steam ship, tutor to the King of Siam’s son, and gunnery instructor during World War II.He helped found the Poets Theatre in Cambridge, Massachusetts and was appointed Poetry Consultant to the Library of Congress in 1959. His verse is marked by intellectual rigor, deliberateness, and forthright honesty which are amplified by the halting music and uneasy syntax of his style. : Once considered one of the most prominent American poets of the 20th century, Eberhart was a modern stylist with romantic sensibilities. Eberhart’s poems treat the varieties of human suffering that grow out of social, political, and family strife.” : : Sometimes labeled a nature poet, he often wrote about death, most notably in his famous poem “The Groundhog,” but his themes also include a preoccupation with such things as the tension between childhood and adulthood, innocence and experience. Ralph J. Mills, Jr., reviewing Eberhart’s collection Fields of Grace (1972), noted that “the uniqueness of his poetry resides in [his] visionary intensity that throws caution to the winds in order to seize the given insight.” : : His poem “Orchard” is also based on a real-life tragedy, the death of his mother from lung cancer when he was 18. “Eberhart himself has said that the death of his mother made him a poet,” : : A Bravery of Earth marks the beginning of “his lifelong exploration of the parallel dichotomy between the human being’s life-seeking, order-creating spirit, and the death-dealing chaos of the exterior, ‘objective’ world, a dichotomy that finds its only, albeit temporary, resolution in art.” : : He then became a teacher in Massachusetts, all the while working on his poetry but achieving little recognition for his efforts.: : Eberhart’s poem “The Groundhog” was published in 1934 in the Listener to praise from literary critics. The poem concerns the thoughts of the narrator as he views the dead body of a groundhog in four different stages of decay over time. . The final lines of the poem express both a sense of tragic loss and acceptance. “The themes of [‘The Groundhog’],” commented Roache, “life and death, man and nature, mortality and immortality, mind and body, concreteness and transcendence, recur throughout Eberhart’s career, and they draw upon the central dilemma of his work,” which is the struggle between “the innocence of childhood” and “the adult world of experience, limitation, and delusion.” The “intensity of childhood,” as a contributor to Contemporary Poets described it, is particularly well highlighted in Eberhart’s poem “If I Could Only Live at the Pitch That Is Near Madness.” : : After the war Eberhart joined his wife’s family’s company, the Butcher Polish Company, in Boston, eventually becoming vice president. The late 1940s and early 1950s were a productive time for the poet, who swerved into some experimentation when he joined the Poets’ Theatre in Cambridge and began writing verse dramas. The verse plays, however, were only an aside that occupied the poet’s time during the 1950s before he abandoned them to return to his regular poetic works. : : After leaving his company job in 1952, Eberhart embarked on a long academic career. He taught at a number of universities before joining the faculty at Dartmouth College in 1956, where he remained for the rest of his active career, becoming professor emeritus in 1971. His later poems reflect the sense of security and recognition professional success afforded him. The highlights of his poetic career came with the 1966 Pulitzer Prize-winning Selected Poems, 1930-1965 (1965) and the National Book Award-winning Collected Poems, 1930-1976 (1976), along with many other honors and prizes. : : According to Roache, and are apparent in such collections as Fields of Grace and Ways of Light (1980). “His vision has always been rooted in the ancient confrontation between innocence and experience, between the drive for order and the awareness of reality, a confrontation that seems unresolvable in the actual world,” wrote Roache. : : Eberhart’s poetry has been compared to that of such giants as William Blake and Walt Whitman. Poet-critic Hayden Carruth labeled him “a misplaced eighteenth-century sentimentalist,” yet characterized the poet’s style as thoroughly modern. Kenneth Rexroth, writing in the Saturday Review, argued that the poet’s resilience is due to three things: “Innocence. Wisdom. A pure heart.” : : Eberhart once told Contemporary Authors: “Consciousness is still a vast reservoir of spirit which we only partially perceive. If we could see or feel beyond the human condition is it possible to think that we could feel or think the unthinkable? The Greeks had aspiration to ideas of immortality. We twentieth-century Americans live closer to materialism than to idealism so we are more nearly measurers, like Aristotle, than dreamers of immortal types, like Plato. I am on Plato’s side rather than on Aristotle’s. However, our highest imaginations are ungraspable and we are constantly thrown back into the here and now, into materialistic reality. I think that poetry is allied to religion and to music. It helps us to live because it expresses our limitations, our mortality, while exciting us to a beyond which may or not be there, therefore death poems can be written in fullness of spirit, inviting contemplation of ultimate mysteries. Death poems are as good as life poems because they are also life poems, written in flesh and blood. Poetry embraces the moment as it flies.” : : Eberhart has been the subject of two films, one directed by Samuel Mandelbaum for Tri-Prix in 1972 and the other directed by Irving Broughton for the University of Washington in 1974. He died in 2005.Thrush Song At Dawn : : By Richard Eberhart
“Thrush Song At Dawn”, First published in August 1956 issue of Poetry Journal, A Bird Poem by Richard Eberhart is About appreciation of Thrush at Dawn, a “SongBird’s Song of lung – red singing with magic tone, divinity , a fast enchantment and as a sweet dark coil of time.”
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Robert Browning, Photo by Hulton Archive/Getty Imag . : Robert Browning ( b.May 7, 1812 – 1889 ) one of the most important English poets of the Victorian period. His dramatic monologues and the psycho-historical epic The Ring and the Book (1868-1869), a novel in verse, have established him as a major figure in the history of English poetry. His claim to attention as a children’s writer is more modest, resting as it does almost entirely on one poem, “The Pied Piper of Hamelin,” included almost as an afterthought in Bells and Pomegranites. No. III.—Dramatic Lyrics (1842) : : His approach to dramatic monologue influenced countless poets for almost a century. : While Mrs. Browning’s piety and love of music are frequently cited as important influences on the poet’s development, his father’s scholarly interests and unusual educational practices may have been equally significant. : Browning’s father amassed a personal library of some 6,000 volumes, many of them collections of arcane lore and historical anecdotes that the poet plundered for poetic material, including the source of “The Pied Piper.”: Much of Browning’s education was conducted at home by his father, which accounts for the wide range of unusual information the mature poet brought to his work. : Paracelsus (1835), achieved more critical. : Browning also wrote several plays. “The Pied Piper” reflects the hand of a master storyteller. A narrative poem, “‘How They Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix,’“ appeared in Browning’s collection of dramatic monologues Bells and Pomegranates. No. VII.—Dramatic Romances & Lyrics (1845). : : Elizabeth Barrett admired the book, and in her 1844 poem “Lady Geraldine’s Courtship” she expressed the esteem in which she held Browning by linking him to William Wordsworth and Alfred, Lord Tennyson as one of the great poets of the age. She met Browning and the two poets fell deeply in love, On September 12, 1846 they were secretly married, and one week later they eloped to the Continent. : in his later years that curious phenomenon, the Victorian sage—widely regarded for his knowledge and his explorations of philosophical questions of great resonance in Victorian life. : Browning finally published the other poem written for young Willie Macready, “The Cardinal and the Dog which elicited little critical response. : Among the modernists, including T.S. Eliot (although Ezra Pound paid tribute to Browning as one of his literary fathers). : Following World War II, however, Browning’s reputation has been salvaged by a more objective generation of critics who note his poetic failings but also trace his influence on the poetic forms and concerns of his 20th-century successors. : Browning’s major contribution to the canon of children’s literature, “The Pied Piper of Hamelin,” has retained its popular audience.
At the time of his death in 1889, he was one of the most popular poets in England.Robert Browning ( 1812 – 1889 )
Home-Thoughts, from Abroad : : By Robert Browning
Oh, to be in England Now that April’s there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England—now!
And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows! Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray’s edge— That’s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture! And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children’s dower —Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower! — Robert Browning
“Home-thoughts From Abroad” 19 Lines in Two Stanzas, First published in his Dramatic Romances and Lyrics, Written in 1845 , known as one of the most patriotic poems in the English language, A Country House Poem / A Bird Poem by Robert Browning ( 1812 – 1889 ) is About the Poet Speaker as homesick traveler, longing for every detail of his beloved home. In 1995, Browning’s “Home Thoughts from Abroad” was voted 46th in a BBC poll to find the United Kingdom’s favourite poems. : : Visiting some unusually foreign lands in N. Italy, The Poet Speaker can only think of the springtime beauty of their native England. It is considered an exemplary work of Romantic literature for its evocation of a sense of longing and sentimental references to natural beauty. Remembered for its renowned opening lines, for their evocation of patriotic nostalgia :
“Oh, to be in England Now that April’s there” The flora of an English springtime, including brushwood, elm trees and pear tree blossom and to the sound of birdsong from chaffinches, whitethroats, swallows and thrushes describes Nature. In final conclusion, the blooming English buttercups will be brighter than the “gaudy melon-flower” seen growing in Italy. : : : :
Stanza 1 : : “Oh, to be in England 1 Now that April’s there, 2 And whoever wakes in England 3 Sees, some morning, unaware, 4 That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf 5 Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, 6 While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough 7 In England—now!” 8 : : lines 1 To 8 : : : :
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‘Throstle’ ‘Throstle’ ‘Throstle’, by Alfred Lord Tennyson. Signed Handwritten manuscript. Poem begins: ‘ Summer is coming, summer is coming. I know it, I know it, I know it. Light again, leaf again, life again, love again, Yes, my wild little Poet’. AT: English poet laureate. 1809-1892. popular Victorian poet. Author of The Lady of Shallott. (Photo by Culture Club/Getty Images)
“The Throstle”: : By Alfred Lord Tennyson ( 1809 – 1892 ) ‘SUMMER is coming, summer is coming. I know it, I know it, I know it. Light again, leaf again, life again, love again,’ Yes, my wild little Poet. Sing the new year in under the blue. Last year you sang it as gladly. ‘New, new, new, new’! Is it then so new That you should carol so madly?
‘Love again, song again, nest again, young again,’ Never a prophet so crazy! And hardly a daisy as yet, little friend, See, there is hardly a daisy.
‘Here again, here, here, here, happy year’! O warble unchidden, unbidden! Summer is coming, is coming, my dear, And all the winters are hidden
“The Throstle”, A Bird Poem by The Poet Laureate of England ( from ) Alfred Lord Tennyson ( 1806 – 1892 ), is About A Conversation Between The Poet Speaker And his “Wild little Poet”, The Throstle, that is common Old World Thrush ( Turdus Philomelos / Mavis / Song Thrush ) known for its Song. This name is mentioned only in the Title of this Poem. Turdus is a Latin name of Thrush. The descriptive word refers to the Greek Mythological Character , Philomela, who had her tongue cut out , yet it was reincarnated as A Singing Bird, Thrush. Throstle & Mavis are dialectical names of Thrush and is relatable to German name, Drossel and French name, Mauvis. Chauser used it in his Parliament of Fowls. The musical singing is repeated 2 to 4 times. filip filip filip codidio codidio quitquiquit tittit tittit tereret tereret tereret, and interspersed with grating notes and mimicry. … An individual male may have a repertoire of more than 100 phrases, many copied from its parents and neighbouring birds. The Male Thrush sings it’s melodious song twice over. : : : :
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Sing on, sweet thrush, upon the leafless bough, Sing on, sweet bird, I listen to thy strain, See aged Winter, ‘mid his surly reign, At thy blythe carol, clears his furrowed brow.
Thus in bleak Poverty’s dominion drear, Sits meek Content with light, unanxious heart; Welcomes the rapid moments, bids them part, Nor asks if they bring ought to hope or fear.
I thank thee, Author of this opening day! Thou whose bright sun now gilds yon orient skies! Riches denied, thy boon was purer joys – What wealth could never give nor take away!
But come, thou child of poverty and care, The mite high heav’n bestow’d, that mite with thee I’ll share.
“On Hearing A Thrush Sing”, Written in 1788 ( as per bbc.co.uk ) / , A Sweet Musical sonnet composed in the course of a morning walk in January ( On his Birthday, January 25, 1793 , as per Robert Burns.org ) By Scotland’s greatest Poet, Lyricist and Song – Writer And National Poet, Robert Burns ( 1759 – 1796 , Also known as Bobbie Burns / Rabbie Burns / The Ploughman Poet / Heaven -taught Ploughman / Robden Of Solway Further / The bard Of Ayrshire ) is About How “A Simple Song Bird can offer solace and remind the makar of his Maker, Author of this opening day”, As Donny O Rourke wrote, , Also, “Like the thrush (if less ‘naturally’ and with more stilted and effusive rhetorical strain),” : : : :
It was Robert Burns who wrote, ” Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, instead of dying, he sings.” : : One day when Burns was ill and seemed slumber , he observed Jessy Lewars moving about the house with a light step lest she should disturb him. He took a little goblet containing wine-and-water for moistening his lips , wrote this words on it with a diamond , and presented it to her. ” : : : :
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I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-grey, And Winter’s dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day. The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres, And all mankind that haunted nigh Had sought their household fires.
The land’s sharp features seemed to be The Century’s corpse outleant, His crypt the cloudy canopy, The wind his death-lament. The ancient pulse of germ and birth Was shrunken hard and dry, And every spirit upon earth Seemed fervourless as I.
At once a voice arose among The bleak twigs overhead In a full-hearted evensong Of joy illimited; An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom.
So little cause for carolings Of such ecstatic sound Was written on terrestrial things Afar or nigh around, That I could think there trembled through His happy good-night air Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew And I was unaware. — Thomas Hardy : : (2 June 1840 Stinsford, Dorset, England– 11 January 1928 (aged 87) Dorchester, Dorset, England ) : : : :
The first two stanzas describe a bleak winter landscape at dusk, and the feeling of lifelessness that it produces. It’s a haunting time for a Mankind of 20 Th Century who “had sought their household fire.” ( had moved away ( not for any privacy, but ) for a draw back to the warmth of home ( a 🛑 sign in withdrawal ☢️) : “The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres,” presented in the first Stanza, are the symbols of dilapidated ruins and a need of repairs in the ( Western ) World. This is extremely found sadness and seriously thought out pensiveness. : : As the Second Stanza ends with a line, ” every spirit upon earth Seemed fervourless as I.” , that is without feelings of warmth, intensity ( of fire , strength or excitation ) : : In stanza three, the melancholy atmosphere is transformed when “an aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small” suddenly launches into “a full-hearted evensong of joy illimited.” : : The final stanza muses that since there was no apparent cause for such an ecstatic or emotional outburst, the bird’s singing must have been inspired by “some blessed Hope, whereof he knew and I was unaware.” that’s a message of HOPEFor The New , 20 Th Century ( For Hardy was living in ) Or, 🆕 21 St Century ( As we read now ) : : The use of the word “darkling” recalls the same word in Matthew Arnold’s Dover Beach (1867), a poem about loss of faith. ( As stated By Stokes, Richard. The Penguin Book of English Song (2016), p 597. ) “The Darkling Thrush” conveys the end of an entire era, not just the end of winter and the century. The bleak and dull , gloomy scene is conveyed through the harsh winter weather and landscape imagery. There is No Christmas buck up, emboldened sunniness. Only . ” So little cause for caroling.” Which explained “the growing gloom” .. . at the end of the Year.: : : :
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From the Hulton Archive/Stringer, rights managed by Getty Images. Edward Thomas was a poet, critic, and biographer who is best known for his careful depictions of rural England and his prescient understanding of modernity’s tendency toward disconnection, alienation, and unsettledness. Although prominent critics and authors as Walter de la Mare, Aldous Huxley, Peter Sacks, Seamus Heaney, and Edna Longley called Edward Thomas one of England’s most important poets, Thomas wrote all of his poetry over a three year span, 1914–17, and was much more widely known as a critic and prose writer during his lifetime. Despite affinities with the Georgian movement of the early 20th century United Kingdom, Edward Thomas’s verse consistently defies classification. Like the work of his Georgian contemporaries, his poems display a profound love of natural beauty and, at times, an archaic use of diction. However, Thomas’s personalized voice and intensity of vision give his poetry an artistic force which the Georgians never approached. In particular, Thomas’s experiences of World War I, which echo and sometimes intrude on his poems, distinguish his work from his predecessors. : : Thomas wrote his first poems in 1914 at the urging of the American poet Robert Frost, with whom he forged a friendship during Frost’s years in England. Two years later his first book of verse, Six Poems, was published. : In 2012, Nick Dear wrote a play about the last seven years of Thomas’s life, The Dark Earth and the Light Sky, and Matthew Hollis covered similar material in his account of Thomas’s friendship with Frost, Now All Roads Lead to France: The Last Years of Edward Thomas (2012). Jean Moorcroft Wilson’s full-scale biography of Thomas, Edward Thomas: From Adlestrop to Arras (2015) offered a frank assessment of Thomas’s life, including his struggles with depression, marital troubles, and his many attempts at suicide. : Reviewing the book for the Literary Review, Bevis noted that “even at his most tortured and torturing, he has a matter-of-fact resilience. … Poetry freed him from his motives. Or, rather, it freed him from his obsession with ‘thinking out my motives for this or that act or word in the past until I long for sleep’ by allowing him to observe and to create things he didn’t feel the need to account for.” : : Most critics would agree with Andrew Motion, who states that Thomas occupies “a crucial place in the development of twentieth-century poetry” for introducing a modern sensibility, later found in the work of such poets as W.H. Auden and Ted Hughes, to the poetic subjects of Victorian and Georgian poetry. ( From poetryfoundation.org ) Song thrush Turdus philomelos singing on the branch of fir tree.Singing Thrush Nightingale on the spring branch.
The Thrush : : By Edward Thomas( 1878 – 1917 ) When Winter’s ahead, What can you read in November That you read in April When Winter’s dead? I hear the thrush, and I see Him alone at the end of the lane Near the bare poplar’s tip, Singing continuously. Is it more that you know Than that, even as in April, So in November, Winter is gone that must go? Or is all your lore Not to call November November, And April April, And Winter Winter—no more? But I know the months all, And their sweet names, April, May and June and October, As you call and call I must remember What died into April And consider what will be born Of a fair November; And April I love for what It was born of, and November For what it will die in, What they are and what they are not, While you love what is kind, What you can sing in And love and forget in All that’s ahead and behind.
“The Thrush”, An 8 Stanzas in sweet melodious Nature Poem , By Edward Thomas ( 1878 – 1917 ) is About thinking 🤔 of the Songbird , “The Thrush”. It’s a conversation with the Poet Speaker himself with a view to finding the Thrush Song in man. The final conclusion in 8 Th Stanza which reads , ” While you love what is kind, What you can sing in And love and forget in All that’s ahead and behind.” : : : :
Notes for each of the Stanzas Pending visit this post again later on to enjoy the appreciation of the poem V Jayaraj Pune India October 31, 2023 : : : :
